With the children

"Mother." As soon as the carriage stopped, a soft female voice came.

Before Mu Qingya, who had just been helped out of the carriage by Duanmu Lingyu, was thrown into her arms by a beautiful girl: "Mother, Baoer misses you so much."

"Bao'er." Mu Qingya's gentle voice also has a strong sense of missing. Although she has been contacting by letters, her mother is always worried about her children all the time. "Let your mother have a look. Is everything okay?"

"Well, that's good, mother. Come and have a look. Do you remember this person?"

Duanmu Lingyu saw the teenager standing behind Baoer as soon as he got off the carriage. Seeing the faint appearance of an old man between his eyebrows, his vigilance instantly rose to the extreme. The teenager actually looked like Mo Junqing.

"He..." Mu Qingya looked at the straight teenager, and his eyes flashed slightly and immediately recognized him, "Are you Mo Jiang?"

"Mo Jiang has met his uncle and aunt." The teenager was straight, with a trace of resoluteness and coldness between his eyebrows, and even his voice seemed slightly cold, but his hands and feet were very restrained.

"Okay, don't be polite. I didn't expect that you would be so big in the blink of an eye. How are your father and mother?"

"Told back to my aunt that my father and mother are doing well. This is a letter written by my father to my aunt before leaving, telling the boy to give it to my aunt in person." Mo Jiang's expression was full of respect. Although there was no expression on his face, his expression was particularly gentle and vaguely kind. Before he came to Yuhan, he had already investigated clearly. The aunt in front of him was a really great person and must be well respected.

Duanmu Lingyu, who was ignored, secretly gritted his teeth in his heart, and the expression in his eyes was even cold: "Mo Jiang, you were crowned as the prince not long ago. I don't know what's important thing is for the prince of Canglan to come here at this time?"

His identity is special. If there is no good saying, he will definitely let someone drive him out directly.

Mo Jiang bowed and saluted: "I told my uncle that my nephew came this time. First, he came to visit my aunt at the order of his father, and second, he came to ask for marriage."

Bao'er's hand holding Mu Qingya's arm tightened, and a trace of imperceptible blush rose on her face. She lowered her eyes slightly and did not look at Mo Jiang's eyes.

Duanmu Lingyu's eyes became dangerous in an instant, and his cold eyes made the atmosphere around him suddenly stagnate. Leqi and Wei Xi and others felt chill on their backs, and their hair exploded unconsciously. They howled in their hearts. They hadn't seen such an emperor for a long time... Ah, no, it's too emperor, it's really terrible.

Mu Qingya's heart also trembled slightly. Mo Jiang's purpose must have something to do with Baoer. Her daughter grew up and reached the point where she could get married. Anyway, it made people reluctant to say: "Well, don't stand here, let's go to the house and talk about it."

Mu Qingya walked in front. Baoer was slightly behind her and turned her head and stared at Mo Jiang: "What nonsense did you just say?"

Mo Jiang looked at Baoer with a slightly red face. There was no expression on his face, but his expression became softer and even imperceptible spoiling: "Sever, this matter must be said sooner or later. Speaking clearly can also prepare your aunt and uncle." He has a thousand patience and tolerance for this girl who has been remembered in his heart since he was a child. In fact, in retrospect, he couldn't distinguish his feelings for this girl. When he was a child, most of the letters he wrote were about playing. When he grew up, he actually developed a habit that he couldn't quit. No matter how big or small, he wanted to write letters to the girl, so that later, he even waited. It has become a habit. Because there was no news except that he received a reply at the beginning. He didn't understand why he was used to not even replying in the end. He only remembered the obsession in his heart and remembered the little figure well.

When his father appointed him as the prince, he suddenly made up his mind to find the girl in his heart. Whether she imagined or not, he had to make sure of his mind. The night before leaving, his father told him his background... He was in a complicated mood and slightly happy. He had no close blood relationship with the girl in his heart, so he could marry her... In that case, he would have a long time to determine what he thought in his heart.

Just at the beginning of actually seeing her, there is more and more uncertainty in my heart, because she is so amazing and admirable...

Naturally, Baoer didn't know that the people in front of her were thinking was turning a thousand times. In fact, she just had a faint impression of Mo Jiang. Even if it hadn't been for seeing a real person and a few days of memories, she would not have remembered this "partner" that she cherished very much when she was a child.

"What are you psychologically prepared for, hum?" Baoer snorted slightly, glanced at Mo Jiang's cold face, and took a few steps to get tired of Mu Qingya's coquettishness: she was also psychologically prepared in advance, as if she would definitely marry him. Although he was different from those stupid guys who ran after her, the person she was looking for was not everyone. Father and mother Later feelings are her goal. As a princess, her son-in-law will definitely treat her wholeheartedly. Otherwise, she would rather not marry. She doesn't want to share a relationship with others.

To a large extent, Duanmu Lingyu's teaching is still very successful. When Baoer grew up a little, he established a concept in her heart early. In the future, her son-in-law will definitely only keep her as a woman. Those who say they really love her while kissing me with other women will definitely drag them out and kill them 10,000 times. This is also the reason why those young talents in Kyoto have made a lot of efforts.

Looking at Baoer's brisk figure, Mo Jiang's eyes moved slightly, and the flames became more and more active.

Duanmu Lingyu looked at the interaction between the two without saying a word. When he got to the flower hall, he sat in the first seat and said, "Qingya, Baoer just came over. You also walked a while. Go and have a rest first."

Mu Qingya looked at Mo Jiang standing in the flower hall and nodded slightly: "Baoer, my mother is a little tired. Please accompany me to take a rest."

"Good." Baoer took Mu Qingya's arm and said happily, but the afterglow of the corners of her eyes glanced at Mo Jiang and quickly turned her mind: My father definitely wanted to talk to Mo Jiang alone, but he didn't know whether the person in front of him was his beloved. If he couldn't even pass his father, then even he Some people like him and will give up.

I have to say that Baoer not only inherited Mu Qingya's beauty, but also got her wisdom. She has a beautiful yearning for love in her heart, as well as her own persistence and pride. She is a princess of Yuhan, so she must be worthy of this identity and mission.

Le Qi and others also quickly withdrew. After a moment, only Duanmu Lingyu and Mo Jiang were left in the flower hall.

The atmosphere around him changed in an instant, and a feeling of extreme danger hit, which made Mo Jiang involuntarily take two steps back and turned his body to make a defensive posture.

At this time, Duanmu Lingyu looked calm, which can be said to be calm and strange. A pair of deep eyes have no feelings, but with a sharpness that can see through people's hearts: "Mo Jiang, I have understood the purpose of your coming, but you also understand that Baoer is my only one. Daughter, so not everyone can marry her.

"I understand." Mo Jiang stared closely at Duanmu Lingyu, and his eyes did not dare to dodge at all. At this time, he realized why his father would say that Duanmu Lingyu was the man he admired most in his life. He had always heard rumors about him before, but there was always an unreal feeling in his ears of those great achievements, and now, he finally Yu realized that this person can become a legendary emperor with his own ability and ability. He even doubted that if he showed any timidity, he would be killed on the spot.

For a long time, when the cold sweat on Mo Jiang's head fell to the ground, Duanmu Lingyu finally put away the pressure, and the atmosphere in the flower hall was slowed down: "It's barely enough for you to pass, but you have to see clearly what kind of feelings you have for Baoer. I don't want to see any tragedy happen, because My daughter is the apple of her eyes in Yuhan, and she will not be bullied elsewhere.

"Yes, thank you, uncle, I understand."

"That's good." Just in the face of his own pressure, although the performance of the boy in front of him is not satisfactory, he is also good. He is barely worthy of Baoer. The key is that after the investigation of the dark guard, there is no concubine around him. Although this is due to Mo Junqing and Duanmu Mingli, this boy's self-control is also Yes, after all, as the only prince of Canglan, it is still very simple to want a woman.

The two drank tea in silence. After about an hour, Duanmu Lingyu and Baoer, who had changed their clothes, came over again. They saw that there was no sign of chaos in the flower hall, and the father's expression was still calm. Bao'er was slightly relieved and her face became much absent-minded.

Mu Qingya took her look in her eyes, and a smile rose on her lips. This is also a happy event when her daughter grows up and has her own thoughts: "Ling Yu, let's go back to Kyoto in two days."

"Good." At this time, Duanmu Lingyu restrained his sharpness, with a real smile on his face, like an ordinary man. He got up and helped Mu Qingya sit down next to her, and naturally brought the teacup next to her. Mu Qingya also naturally took a sip of the tea cup.

Such a situation made Mo Jiang stunned. After a long time, he came to his senses. A dark light flashed in his eyes and looked at Baoer with a little more thinking. Maybe he really had to think about his feelings.